Chapter 34
Lan Yexing stood there in a daze upon hearing this, with a moment of blankness and trance in his light-colored eyes.
After a long silence, he picked up the medical tray beside him and was about to leave the room.
When the young man on the same bed passed by him, a look of hurt and grievance appeared on his face. He looked straight ahead and said softly: "Even if you don't apologize, I will forgive you."
Even when he was so angry, he still felt sorry for the injury on the man's hand. How could he not forgive him?
However, he hoped that Qiao You would stop teasing and bullying him by using actions with overly special meanings like kissing.
It's really too much.
Qiao You was deeply hurt by the boy's expression and tone at this moment, and felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart.
At the moment when the boy was about to leave, he stretched out his other clean big hand without blood stains or bandages and grasped the other's slender wrist.
Lan Yexing paused.
Qiao You's expression was hidden by his blond hair. He stroked the boy's wrist with his cool thumb, using extremely restrained force, as if he was afraid of scaring him. He said in a hoarse voice, "I was wrong."
Although countless dark, powerful, mean words related to monopoly, plunder and hurting him were still surging wildly in his chest, the blond young man was so conflicted that he was reluctant to leave even the slightest mark on his wrist, which was as white as the first snow.
When he looked up at the boy again, he suppressed all the dark and strange feelings with a smile, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Xiaoxing, don't be angry, okay?"
Lan Yexing slightly opened his eyes in surprise, a warm current slowly surged into his heart, he finally curved his eyes, his light-colored pupils were sparkling, sweet vortices appeared on his cheeks, he said without hesitation: "Okay."
It was as if I had finally found the key to maintaining our past relationship and continuing to be nice to each other.
Qiao You stared at the boy's bright and beautiful smile, and after a while, he slowly loosened his hand that was holding the other's wrist.
At this time, more sharp sirens sounded outside the window, and it seemed that more people were called in to put out the fire.
Lan Yexing followed the sound and looked at the street outside the window where the warning lights were flashing. His expression gradually became serious: he didn't know if Leon would take further revenge. Moreover, even if he didn't, Qiao You would not have time to rest after the fire. For example, as a victim, the police would definitely come to him to find out the situation.
At least during the next two days of rest, Qiao You, who had just experienced such a terrible revenge, would probably be running around outside.
Thinking of this, his heart softened, and he subconsciously felt a desire to protect this obviously powerful young man. He looked at Qiao You and said in a soft voice, "There is food in the refrigerator. Eat it when you are hungry. Take a shower and be careful of your wound. I will change the medicine for you before you go to bed."
Lan Yexing: "I'm going to go outside to pick up Grandpa and Litchi Maotuan now. If you don't want Grandpa to see you like this, you can rest in my bedroom upstairs at night. I will explain to him when I pick him up."
Knowing that the other party was not used to sleeping in the same room with others, Lan Yexing added considerately: "Don't worry, I'll sleep on the sofa on the first floor tonight."
Qiao You: “.”
His eyebrows twitched fiercely, but he managed to maintain a smile on his face: "Okay."
Lan Yexing, who had arranged everything, smiled softly at him and said, "Senior, stay here obediently. I'll be back soon."
Qiao You's smile deepened, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Be good?"
Knowing that he had taken advantage of Lan Yexing, a sly and cute expression rarely appeared on his face. He blinked and looked away guiltily: "Anyway, I'm leaving first."
After saying that, he left the room.
Qiao You stared at the boy's back thoughtfully, his expression unclear:
Does Lan Yexing really know that he has not strictly adhered to the line that must not be crossed in this "good friends" game?
After Lan Yexing left completely, Qiao You looked at his bandaged hands with a smile: You are too cunning, my friend.
…
It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Lan Yexing, who was unaware of Qiao You's thoughts, took the old man and Litchi Maotuan home.
At that time, the fire in Qiao You's villa was finally completely extinguished. Firefighters and medical staff were searching and rescuing in the ruins. Lan Yexing subtly stopped and stood at the door of his house and looked over there. He saw the fire-type psychic alpha who was knocked down by him with electricity in the bedroom on the ground being carried on a stretcher by medical staff.
He was still alive, even conscious, curled up in agony on the stretcher.
Fire-type psychics are not afraid of flames, so there are no burns on his body, only traces of being hit by heavy objects.
The fire was completely extinguished and the potential danger was eliminated. The residents who had evacuated nearby have now returned to their homes one after another. Some reporters who wanted to get first-hand news have also arrived and are looking for those residents to interview.
Naturally, someone noticed Lan Yexing.
When the reporter put the microphone to his mouth, Lan Yexing did not refuse. He just protected the old man and the dog and cat and went into the house first.
Afterwards, he smiled gently and politely at the reporter.
Reporter: "Excuse me, do you know the owner of the house that caught fire?"
Lan Yexing: "Yes, we are friends."
Reporter: "Your friend is now out of contact. The staff are still searching for him, but the life detection equipment has no response. They are not sure whether the owner has died or was not at the scene when the fire broke out. Do you have any clues about his current whereabouts?"
The word "death" made Lan Yexing's eyes darken for a moment. He blinked and pretended to be at a loss: "I have a clue about him."
The reporter's expression froze, and he held the headset closer: "You go ahead."
Lan Yexing slowly clenched his hands, his face showing gentleness, sincerity and panic: "He is at my house now."
The reporter was completely shocked: "Huh?!"
Lan Yexing: "We are from the same school and have a good relationship. Today is a school holiday. Before the fire, his plan was to take his dog to the doctor first and then come to my house to have dinner and drinks with me."
Lan Yexing: "But his hand was accidentally injured by broken glass, and he had a fever due to the infection, so I called him to my house first, bandaged his wound and let him have a good rest at my house, and then I took his place and accompanied his elderly family to take the dog to the hospital."
"Just now, my old man and I were on our way back when we heard the news of the fire. We were terrified that something had happened to him. Fortunately, we got through to my home landline on the way and confirmed that he was fine. I am so thankful that the fire did not spread to my home. My friend's phone should have been left in the villa that caught fire, so the police were unable to contact him. As for him, he should be resting at my home now."
Lan Yexing bowed sincerely to the reporter, a genuine tenderness on his face: "Could you please let the staff and the public know that he is safe? The police can call my home phone to contact him and confirm this."
As he said this, Lan Yexing smiled softly and helplessly: "Also, he is a victim, his home was destroyed, and he is not feeling well. Out of humanitarianism, can the staff and you please not disturb him directly for now, and at least let him have a good rest for the night? He should be feeling better tomorrow and be able to go to the police station."
The inexperienced reporter, who still had a soft style of behavior, was stunned when he saw the boy in front of him, who looked like a student but was genuinely worried about his friend, and said, "Okay." After a pause, he added, "Don't worry, the police have already identified the suspect and will interrogate him first." The alpha who was carried out on a stretcher happened to be a fire psychic.
A firm look slowly emerged on the reporter's face: "You also reminded me that in a normal society, no matter when, the first people to be judged and stared at are the perpetrators, not the victims."
Lan Yexing paused, lowered his head even more, and said seriously: "Thank you."
At the same time, he said silently with some guilt in his heart: "I'm sorry."
He lied.
Qiao You was in the villa when this much-publicized fire broke out, and now that he has safely emerged from a fire of that magnitude, he must give an explanation to the outside world.
Qiao You had no way to explain it unless he exposed his strange and powerful mental power.
However, Qiao You's situation was already so dangerous that he absolutely could not let his mental power be exposed like this. Therefore, he could only create an alibi for Qiao You to fundamentally eliminate the need for Qiao You to explain.
The reporter patted Lan Yexing's shoulder gently and said, "Little classmate, you should go home and have a rest soon. Thank you for the information you provided. I will go to the staff to discuss your friend's situation."
Lan Yexing nodded and thanked him earnestly again. He waited until the reporter left before turning around and returning home.
As soon as he entered the door, he paused.
In the bright living room, Maotuan, who had just returned home, was resting on the sofa. Perhaps because he had been taken care of by the old man for a few days, he was already familiar with the smells, and at this moment, his sleeping posture was casual and at ease.
The tall and handsome blond young man leaned against the wall of the entrance with his arms folded elegantly and casually. He looked at him with a smile, and it was unknown how long he had been listening.
His emerald eyes were deep and focused: "You lied, junior."
Lan Yexing sighed softly, looked at him softly and helplessly, and said, "Yes, people like me can also lie, and it is easier to gain trust when I lie."
In a sense, the occasional lies told by people who rarely lie are more terrifying.
Lan Yexing blinked: "Disappointed?"
Qiao You raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Just like when you rushed into the fire, it's gratitude." It couldn't be disappointment or blame at all.
Moreover, the fact that Lan Yexing, a completely positive person, lied for him made his soul tremble...
He longed for the boy to feel pain, cry, get hurt, be embarrassed, and become hysterical for him, and he longed for the boy's bright soul to have large, deep shadows that could never be erased because of him to resonate with his morbid heart...
But...I can't bear to...
The blond young man stepped forward, looked at him with a smile, and said in a hoarse voice: "But don't do this again in the future."
Lan Yexing was stunned.
At this moment, the old man who had placed litchi in the second bedroom on the first floor came out. He looked at Qiao You with red eyes.
The news of an inexplicable fire in the innermost part of Xingdu District in Central County spread quickly, causing an uproar in public opinion.
Naturally, he heard sporadic news on the way back. If the young man had not confessed to him on the way that he left the hospital to find Qiao You, and Qiao You was safe now, he really didn't know whether his old bones could hold on.
The old man looked at the young man for a long while. He did not ask what the young man had done or what he was planning. He just choked up and said, "Master, I'm glad you're okay."
Qiao You said "hmm" lightly and looked away, then put his injured hand into his trouser pocket neatly and stealthily.
Lan Yexing hurried forward to block Qiao You behind him. He smiled at the old man gently and obediently: "Grandpa, I said he is really fine."
As he said this, he helped the old man and placed him on the sofa.
The old housekeeper held Lan Yexing's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Xiaoxing, thank you so much."
Lan Yexing's voice was incredibly gentle: "You're welcome. Please wait here, I'll go cook some supper for everyone." After such a terrifying night, even he was hungry.
After saying that, he stood up, brushed past Qiao You, and walked towards the kitchen. After entering, he closed the kitchen door.
The old man looked at Lan Yexing's back lovingly, and when his eyes passed the silent blond young man standing nearby, his eyes met the other's who was also following Lan Yexing.
The old man was startled, then he sighed helplessly and said, "Master, are you attracted to Xiaoxing?"
Qiao You's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously clenched the fingers in his trouser pockets into fists, and the bandage on his palm oozed more shocking blood.
After a while, he spoke with a cold and restrained expression, but his voice was extremely low and hoarse: "Grandpa, I'm moved."
The old man sitting on the sofa looked at the coffee table in front of him. There was a brand new photo frame on it, and in the frame was an intact old photo.
The old man picked it up and looked at the photo with love and sorrow. The photo showed the extremely beautiful blonde woman and the young man standing beside her with a loving face. He said, "Master, if you can really catch up with a child like Xiaoxing and fall in love with him, your parents in heaven will definitely be very pleased."
Qiao You followed the old man's gaze and looked at the photo that Lan Yexing had replaced with a new frame and carefully cleaned before leaving, and said calmly: "...Hmm."
After a moment of silence, the old man said, "...Master, just pursue Xiaoxing, cherish her well, and don't do anything else, okay?"
Even if the child he had watched grow up did not end up getting Lan Yexing, even if he was just in the process of pursuing that boy, he would definitely have a very happy and precious experience.
The parents who gave up on him must have also hoped that he would give up on them and only get happiness. Isn't that good?
Qiao You's sharp jawline tightened for a moment, but he said, "...Not good."
The old man's heavy and sad sigh was heard in the quiet living room.
…
Lan Yexing, who knew nothing about this, cooked three bowls of steaming noodles.
The dining atmosphere was very harmonious.
After dinner, the home phone rang. Qiao You went to answer the call from the police, and Lan Yexing went to put the old man in the second bedroom.
After answering the phone, Qiao You went upstairs to the master bedroom as instructed by Lan Yexing.
After taking a shower downstairs, Lan Yexing went to her bedroom to change the medicine for Qiao You.
Everything went smoothly.
Except for the time when Qiao You was about to finish changing the medicine, he glanced meaningfully at the marshmallow quilt on Lan Yexing's bed.
However, Lan Yexing took the initiative before the other party could speak: "Senior, it is a kind of upbringing not to point fingers at other people's aesthetic tastes."
After saying that, without looking at the young man's reaction or waiting for him to say anything, he put away the medicine box and left the room.
After finishing all the work, Lan Yexing lay comfortably on the sofa on the first floor, hugged his cat tenderly and kissed it a few times, then opened his mobile phone to check the public opinion about the fire.
Perhaps the impact was too bad, the police conducted an overnight interrogation with high efficiency, and the fire-type psychic alpha directly gave out the name of Leon who instructed him - some reporters also found out that the alpha originally belonged to Leon's mother's family.
The reporter said that the family appeared to be a civilian family, relying on sporadic favors from the royal family to make a living through business, and that the family members did not have any spiritual power, but in fact, they were a fire-type spiritual power family that was even more powerful than the Li family.
However, whether that alpha belongs to that family, or that family is a hidden fire-type psychic family, these are just rumors. There is no definite evidence, and the truth is unknown.
However, it is already a foregone conclusion that Leon ordered people to commit arson in the core area of the Star City District.
In order to calm the public's anger, the king personally posted a message on the official royal account late at night, stating that Leon had been removed from the royal family, and that other members of the royal family would stand on the side of the rule of law and social justice. They supported any trial results against Leon and would not cover up for him.
This greatly calmed the people's anger and anxiety.
However, Leon and several of his loyal servants seemed to have escaped in advance, and the police did not find anyone in his several residences.
Lan Yexing looked at the message and frowned slightly.
He inexplicably thought of Lin Qian.
He always felt that Lin Qian would know where Leon had gone.
Just as he finished his thoughts, several strange text messages with a broken tone flooded into his phone: [He is completely crazy! He will kill Qiao You at all costs. At all costs! ]
[One of his servants has the spiritual power of [Sleepwalking], which can force people to fall asleep and control the sleeping people. That servant will attack Qiao You tonight.]
[Lan Yexing, I am taking such a big risk to tell you this. After this matter is completely over, please save me! I will be a rich and famous super painter in the future. I absolutely cannot die because of something like this! ]
[Lan Yexing, you are the kindest person ever tested by their machine! You must save me! ]
…
Lan Yexing's breathing stagnated and he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
The boy, who was considered by the other party to have the kindest personality, did not even bother to comfort the other party, nor did he think deeply about these strange text messages. He just put the cat away and stood up swiftly and strode towards the second bedroom.
In the deep darkness, the entire villa looked quiet and safe, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.
But Lan Yexing pushed open the door of the second bedroom with a look of panic on his face. After confirming the old man's safety, he ran upstairs barefoot in a panic.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air on the second floor. Lan Yexing's heart tightened and he pushed open the door of the master bedroom with force.
An even stronger smell of blood wafted into his nose. With the cold moonlight shining in from the window, Lan Yexing could clearly see an unconscious alpha lying on the ground with his limbs twisted and displaced. The thick, bright red blood slowly spread on the ground, forming a large, disgusting pool of blood.
Lan Yexing was stunned, and when he reacted he had already arched his body and was retching.
At the intersection of light and shadow not far from the pool of blood, stood a tall, dark and cold shadow.
He heard the voice and slowly looked in the direction of Lan Yexing.
Then, Lan Yexing stood up and breathed slightly, and then he saw the handsome, cold, blood-stained face like a Shura in the moonlight. The green eyes were as cold as a dead person at this moment.
The young man's hands hanging down were also covered with sticky blood, which was now dripping onto the ground. He looked like a bloodthirsty devil from hell.
Lan Yexing's breathing stagnated and he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
In the interweaving of light and shadow, Qiao You tilted his head and smiled at him, his voice frighteningly cold: "Finally, I saw it. Junior brother, you really can vomit."
Originally, he would not make Lan Yexing's house so dirty, and Lan Yexing would not know about it. However, when he was asleep, he unconsciously attacked more brutally and without restraint than when he was awake - this alpha's mental power happened to be [Sleepwalking].
Qiao You was covered in blood, and he looked quietly at the extremely pale boy.
A dark and terrifying desire surged in his heart, clamoring desperately - even if he was seen, so what? He should be forced to accept himself as he is, forced to get used to himself as he is, forced to resonate with this bloody self.
If he is still afraid, disgusted, or wants to vomit, we must keep him here, and use all despicable means to keep him here.
Let him only look at him, only touch him, only hug him, let him be the only one in the world. Then... after many years, he will only fall in love with him - even if that love is just a horrible illusion - then he will have him completely.
He is fully capable of doing this...
…
But why can’t I let go?
What kind of horrible magic did Lan Yexing cast on him to make him so unlike himself?
But he just enjoyed it.
…
Qiao You's bleeding fingers slowly bent, and the alpha on the ground twisted and twitched his limbs and returned to their original state, and even the thick blood began to slowly flow back into his body.
The blood didn't flow back that fast, and Qiao You was still covered in horrible, dirty blood. He looked at Lan Yexing and said calmly and indifferently: "In ten minutes, I will take Grandpa and the others and these disgusting things away from your house."
Never coming back to this house again.
Qiao You looked at him expressionlessly: "Lan Yexing, you, go downstairs now..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a slight "bang" sound, and the blond young man's body completely froze, and then he suddenly opened his eyes wide -
A warm and fragrant body threw itself into his arms the next moment with such force that he staggered back a few steps in a daze.
Lan Yexing hugged the young man with one hand, and with the other hand tightly grasped the young man's shirt that was stained with disgusting blood, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't leave."
The strong and disgusting smell of blood spread at the tip of his nose, but Lan Yexing rubbed his nose against the cool skin under the young man's shirt, which was also stained with blood. He stubbornly searched for the familiar, clean and pleasant smell of lime there.
Even as the disgusting smell of blood filled his nostrils, he buried his face deep in the young man's strong chest and repeated even more forcefully and stubbornly: "No, let's go!"
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